Hard luck papa comin down the lane Mama give him back his walkin' cane    Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues          Throwed it away and he went to town To see that woman and now he's down Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues         Hard luck papa gettin'too tired If hen do't quit drinkin' he'll be higher'n a kite Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues He's drinkin' that block and tackle kind He can walk a block and tackle a lion Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues I walked up to my girl's old man And I asked him for my true love's hand Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues He said, "You la-la-little galoot" And instead of her hand , I got his foot Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues Hard luck papa standin'in the rain If the word was corn, he couldn't buy a grain Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues He runs around in second-hand clothes You can smell his feet wherever he goes Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues Revenue man took my gin I hope they won't come back again Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues Took my sweetie with them too Cause she'd had a little drink or two Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues ( he said that's why he took her )